ComfortGeorge William Russell - A.E.

We are continually called upon to give comfort,
and it is a problem to many what to say. For there are people who can see no
outlet from their pain other than this, that they shall obtain that which they
desire. The lover longs for the one who is absent or cold; the poor demand
wealth; the tortured cry out for relief from suffering; and so on through all
phases of human life we continually meet such people. We, perhaps free from
such afflictions, have schooled ourselves into a heroic mood. These are not
things to sorrow over, we think; therefore, we are in a dilemma. We cannot
aid them, for their ideals often seem ignoble to us - their wish accomplished
would only bring on the renewal of old pain, and bind them closer to the weary
wheel. Yet we cannot be cold, we who would identify ourselves with all life,
for the soul must "lend its ear to every cry of pain, like as the lotus
bares its heart to drink the morning sun." In the many cases where the
suffering is unavoidable, and cannot be otherwise received, what are we to
do? Some, a little above the ignoble view that the only relief is in the satisfaction
of desire, say reverently to those in pain: "It is God's will," and
some accept it as such with dull resignation. But with some the iron has entered
the soul--the words are empty. "What have I to do with God, or He with
me?" they demand in their hearts. They join in the immemorial appeal and
fierce revolt which at all times the soul of man makes against any external
restraint. We who are disciples of old wisdom may touch some chord in them
which may awaken eternal endurance.

It is not, we say, a pain imposed upon us by any
eternal power; but the path we tread is one which we ourselves very long ago
determined. To the question, "What have we to do with God?" we make
answer that we are the children of Deity - bright sparks born in the Divine
flame, the spirit in its primal ecstacy reflected in itself the multitudinous
powers that throng in space. It was nourished by divine love, and all that
great beauty thrilled through it and quickened it. But from this vision which
the spirit had, it passed to climb to still greater heights - it was spiritual,
it might attain divinity. The change from the original transcendental state
of vision to that other state of being, of all-pervading consciousness, could
only be accomplished by what is known as the descent into matter where spirit
identifies itself with every form of life, and assimilates their essences.
This cyclic pilgrimage it undertook, foreseeing pain, but "preferring
free will to passive slavery, intellectual, self- conscious pain, and even
torture, 'while myriad time shall flow,' to inane, imbecile, instinctual beatitude," foreseeing
pain, but knowing that out of it all would come a nobler state of life, a divinity
capable of rule, a power to assist in the general evolution of nature. It is
true in the experience of many that going deep within themselves, an elemental
consciousness whispers comfort; it says all will be well with us; it is our
primal will which so orders. And so we justify the pain and hearts that break;
and that old appeal and fierce revolt we make dies out in the inner light which
shines from "the Goal, the Comforter, the Lord, the Witness, the resting-place,
the Asylum, the Friend." We can then once more go forth with the old,
heroic, Titan will for mastery, seeking not to escape, but rather to meet,
endure, and assimilate sorrow and joy alike; for so we can permeate all life
- life which is in its essence one. This is the true centre on which all endurance
must rest; this is the comfort the soul may take to itself; and beyond and
after this we may say we struggle in a chaos indeed, but in a chaos whose very
disorder is the result of law. That law is justice that cannot err. Out of
confidence in this justice may spring up immortal hopes; our motives, our faith
shall save us. We may dare more, give ourselves away more completely, for is
not the root of this law declared to be beauty, harmony, compassion. We may
trust that our acts shall have full fruition, and remain careless of the manner,
nor seek for such results. We may look upon it if we will as the sweetest of
the sweetest, the tenderest of the tenderest; and this is true, though still
it is master of the fiery pain. Above all it is the law of our own being; it
is at one with our ancestral self. In all this lies, I think, such consolation
as we may take and offer for pain. Those who comprehend, in their resignation,
shall become one with themselves; and out of this resignation shall arise will
to go forth and fulfil our lofty destiny.

Irish Theosophist, May 15, 1894

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